The unharmed missionary post had to be kept clandestine, as a civilian like Lilly should never be involved in such dangerous sting process. The figure of people involved was kept at a lower limit, and no one apart from Penny, knew Lilly 's identity. And Lilly made extra sure that Hank and Sam were never face, in case some overzealous officer would start to look into them.

As the marketer wanted innocent daughter, one of the most important things was to cover her tattoos in a way, which would withstand dissimilar conditions. cent contacted a friend, who was an expert in these matter, and soon, Lilly tattoos were begin covered with a water-proof rouge, perfectly matching the color of her skin. She liked how the procedure, combined with a bare pussy, made her facial expression so Loretta Young, and fragile. But instead of pondering on the artlessness that was ripped from her at her young age, she only could think about how she could get her hands on this paint to use it on herself for the welfare of Hank and Sam. After her missionary station of course.

Lilly, begin a tech oddball, devised a waterproof GPS tracking twist, which snuck easily into her rectum. She could not risk having it in her backpack or apparel, as these were probably be checked. She was so used to using edge plugs by now that she did n't feel any discomfort carrying it inside her.

Finally, as all was prepared centime briefed her for the finally time before the mission.

-- - `` Remember, the moment we know where is their den, we come in and delivery you. If everything goes right, you 'll not be harmed. ``

-- - `` That 's surely not what I 'm used to. '' -- - jest Lilly.

Lilly was excited, but also afraid. The solid thing looked very severe, but she tried to keep her hard liquor up.

-- - `` Your contact degree is a guy ... ''

-- - `` Yes. I know, missy. The guy at the art class I 've been going to all the last month. '' -- - said Lilly, trying to reassure Penny -- - `` He already fondled me several times and saw my complaisance. '' -- - she continued -- - `` I made sure he did not see any of my tattoos and to intend I 'm a sweet decent girl. ``

Lilly felt warmth between her ramification on the thought of the creepy pervert taking shore leave with her during form. The man knew his swap, and was able to catch a catch of her ass, while checking her drawing, or sneaking a peak of her panty, while she sat in her death chair. Seeing how teachable she was, he was getting more than and more bold, frequently caressing her tooshie, while commenting on her art, and even making her sit on his lap to explain something to her. He was very good at it, and non of the other kids ever suspected anything, even when his hand ventured once onto her pussy sass, covered only by the reduce fabric of her step-in. She made sure to reward his campaign with a blur moan. Her pussy was getting wet even thinking about it.

-- - `` You are a nice girl, Lilly. '' -- - said cent -- - `` Do n't let anybody tell you otherwise. ``

-- - `` I do n't guess most hoi polloi 's definition of decent, does n't include letting any man fuck your every hole. '' -- - Lilly said smile -- - `` But thank you. ``

cent sighted.

-- - `` OK, smarty drawers. If you do n't want me to assure you, then you brief me what is going to happen. ``

-- - `` As planned, I asked to help the Art 's teacher, Mr William Henry Harrison, to clean house up after class. He asked me if I would be worry in posing for some pictures, and I said I would be delighted. He said, that some the great unwashed could get the wrong idea about it, and to not evidence about it to anyone. '' -- - she explained -- - `` I pretended to not understand his conditional relation, and said that I completely understand that other kids could get jealous, and that I will not tell even my parents. ``

-- - `` I have to say he has his cornerstone covered. He always meets up with the girls outside of his art classes, so nonentity suspects him. If it would n't be for Dad of one of the young woman at his class, alerting us about his creepy conduct towards his daughter, it would be punishing to come up this connective between the kidnapped miss. ``

-- - `` I have a set meeting with him behind a church of St Nicolas on West street. ``

-- - `` It 's nowhere near where the guy lives, so he has to stimulate some base of operation somewhere near. '' -- - said Penny.

-- - `` I will run into with him, let him ask me to this base. The place from where the girlfriend are transferred. ``

-- - `` Then we come in, and check him. '' -- - said penny -- - `` We 'll get the rest of the information from him. ``

-- - `` Do you think he will give it up ? I mean, ... ''

-- - `` Do n't interest, we 'll make him an whirl he can not refuse. '' -- - said cent. She did n't need to risk Lilly any more then was necessity. -- - `` All ready ? ``

Lilly was dressed in a schoolhouse uniform. To hide her identity, the uniform was from a schooltime across town. Underneath it, She wore lily-white training bra, and White River cotton wool panties. All her tattoos were covered shine, and to see even her brand, one would have to do a very close inspection. She packed her deputation issued phone, some books and a teddy bear into a cute small knapsack. Just as she was inserting the trigger GPS beacon fire into her ass, enjoying the pleasant feeling of being full, she saw her burner earphone closed chain in the rattling backpack she was leaving with Penny.

'' hard worker, you are to do what you think is right. That is an orderliness. '' Said the text message from Hank and Sam on her phone, `` If Penny will give you any trouble, just citation strawberry. She 'll make love. ``

'' That 's a bit mysterious '', thought Lilly. She never questioned her overlord rules of order, but it was Weird for them to orderliness her to decide for herself. But she knew they were very unplayful about this substance, because they nearly never called her a slave. She wrote `` I will, my victor. I am yours to command. ``, pressed `` send '', and then hid the burner phone in a secret air hole in her real haversack. She then took on the bogus one, and left the van.

Lilly walked a couple of blocks to the backside of the church, and entered a small door on it 's back. It was a weird place to meet with a arts teacher.

-- - `` Hello, my child. '' -- - said a friendly looking priest.

-- - `` Hello. '' -- - she said, smiling, and sat down in the chill room.

The priest was cleaning up after multitude, while people were leaving, sometimes coming up to him to deliver a discussion. Lilly saw him looking at her. She knew that if he makes a go at her, she would have to serve him. It would n't be the low priest who would use her soundbox. She hated the idea of some men being in celibate, so she took extra good care of them. `` But now I should focus on my mission '' she thought to herself. Lilly scanned the room for Mr. Harrison, but did not see him. She noticed that the priest was not only looking at her, but also checking if anybody was watching. Finally Lilly approached him.

-- - `` Excuse me, Father. Are you a friend of Mr. Harrison ? '' -- - she said.

-- - `` Harrison ? '' -- - said the non-Christian priest, a bit surprised the miss came to him -- - `` Harrison. Yes, of track, child. '' -- - he said looking around.

-- - `` I am pitiful to bother you, Father. '' -- - she said, understanding he do n't want to be seen with her -- - `` Just head me, where should I wait for him. ``

-- - `` Just go through the door by statue there. '' -- - he said in a hushed voice.

-- - `` Thank you, Father. '' -- - she said bowing.

Lilly sat down again, for everybody to see, and waited. Then, when she felt cipher is looking anymore, she walked to the threshold, and quickly slipped in. Behind the doorway there was a set of stair going down. A throb went over Lilly 's back, as she looked down the sinister spiralling staircase.

Lilly imagined previous girls being led here by the priest. Shy, uncertain, but trusting missy, being led by a figure of authority, to their captivity. She felt conflicted while imagining it. On the one handwriting, she felt all warm and turned on, by the thought of a sweet naive girl slowly realizing the man she trusted is not everlasting and good, as he leads her to a keep under a church. On the other, she knew not all girl are sluts like her. And even she, shuttered on the though of being kidnapped, and never seen again.

Lilly slowly walked down the stairs. She basement below the church was poorly lit, and was quite damp. It looked more like some catacombs, then a basement. She knew she was supposed to sit in the wide-eyed corridor, but decided she still had time, before the non-Christian priest could go to the threshold unnoticed, and it would be safe for her missionary work to look around. `` Do what you think is aright '' she reminded herself her master copy'orders.

Lilly started to wait behind all the doors. Some of them hid storage rooms. One was leading to a hanker dark corridor. When she opened another one, which looked heavier then the former, she her jaw dropped. Behind it, there was a room, with a old stained Martin Luther King Jr. size mattress on the trading floor. On a small shelf on the bulwark, there was an assortment of dildos, of every sizing, target plugs, and gag. On the wall, with a bit of a distance from the mattress, hanged a long whip. It looked foul, and hanged like a unspoken monition. Even Lilly felt intimidated by it. Beneath it, was another small shelf, with a * * * * * * * * * * * ion of crops, canes, foul looking clinch and alligator time. Seeing all this Lilly felt her pussy moisten. But the thing that really made Lilly dripping was the sight of the grueling metal hamper bolted to the bulwark by the mattress, and two steel food for thought roll beside it. The humble stumpy gutter in the corner just in reach of the Ernst Boris Chain, confirmed to Lilly, that women were kept here for solar day. Maybe months. Available for use, any time, day or night, by anybody with a key. Lilly guessed these door were n't locked only because there was no occupant now.

Lilly 's psyche raced. She quickly understood that Mr Harrison will not be joining them, and that he was just a middle man, directing her to the priest. `` A church sure is a slap-up post to hide a trafficking operation '', she thought. But something did n't add up. It did n't look like the base of operation. Remembering her orders, she quickly looked through the other doors, and did n't find anything untrusting, apart from a weird looking open fireplace. Before the priest would come down the stair, Lilly quickly took out her agency-issued phone from her seraphic girly packsack, and turned on the listening device mode. centime could now hear whatever was happening. She then raced to the room with the mattress, and placed the phone behind rim of the crouch lav. She then quickly closed the door, and sat down in a chair in the main corridor, just as she heard the room access upstairs open.

When she saw him coming down the stairs, with a solemn look on his face, Lilly made surely she acted proper respectful, and immediately stood up, dropping her eyes.

-- - `` It 's an award to see you again, sire '' -- - she said in a subservient tone.

The man smiled. She clearly enjoyed his position of authority.

-- - `` I met a lot of missy your age ... '' -- - he said -- - `` But you are surely the most bore ... ''

-- - `` eager, sir ? '' -- - said Lilly innocently.

She quickly realized that she was probably the first victim of his, who actually approached him first, and then without question just went down to his den.

-- - `` I mean, venerating. ``

-- - `` Oh. Thank you, sir. I was taught I owe men esteem, and to be a good lady friend, and heed to what I 'm told, sire. ``

-- - `` You were brought up well, I see. '' -- - he said.

'' Yes. By my masters. '' she thought.

-- - `` Not many lady friend these sidereal day think this way. ``

-- - `` Maybe they did not have a skillful influence in their lifespan. '' -- - she said indulging in his way of intellection -- - `` I 'm sure as shooting that you could help them realize. ``

-- - `` I think I did persuade a few. '' -- - he said in a minacious way -- - `` So, tyke, what brings you here ? ``

-- - `` Mr. Harrison, sir. He said to meet him here. ``

-- - `` And remind me, what does Mr Harrison do ? '' -- - he asked, confirming her suspicion he did n't even know the arts teacher, and they were probably communicating through some anonymous internet forum.

-- - `` He 's the in force fine art teacher ever. '' -- - she said eagerly -- - `` I have deterrent example with him, and he likes my works very much. ``

-- - `` He does, does he ? That 's very decent. '' -- - the man said -- - `` And why would he match up with you outside of the class ? ``

-- - `` Oh. '' -- - said Lilly blushing, and placing one leg in her tiptoes in a gesture of shyness -- - `` I ... ''

-- - `` You know, you should not lie to a priest, do n't you ? '' -- - said the man.

-- - `` I know, Father. I 'm very sorry. '' -- - she said dropping her eyes -- - `` It 's just ... I think Mr Benjamin Harrison thinks I 'm pretty, and ... he would like to paint me. ``

-- - `` Oh. I see. '' -- - the non-Christian priest said in a judgemental way -- - `` And you would like to be painted ? ``

-- - `` Yes ... '' -- - she said blushing again.

-- - `` And do you think he would paint you in these clothes ? '' -- - he said sitting down in a chair.

-- - `` Would n't he ? '' -- - she said looking at her shoal uniform -- - `` Are n't they pretty ? ``

-- - `` They surely are. '' -- - said the man, enjoying her cute answer -- - `` But men, real men, want to see more than. ``

-- - `` More, sir ? '' -- - she asked innocently.

-- - `` Yes. More of your torso, child. ``

-- - `` My ... ''

-- - `` Do n't you cogitate, God created it for a reason ? ``

'' Yes. To be abused and fucked '' she thought to herself.

-- - `` You think Mr George Harrison would like to see ... ''

-- - `` Yes. You said you were taught to honor men. ``

-- - `` Yes, Padre. I was. '' -- - she said in a vocalization of panic.

-- - `` Then you should be prepared to show men what they want to see. '' -- - he said, pausing to let it sink in.

Lilly felt weird, standing in front of this man, who was sitting comfortably in a chair, and reprimanding her. Because of her small frame, she did n't cause a feeling like she 's looking down on him. She felt more like being an creature standing on rear hand to clear a treat.

-- - `` Could you, instruct me, sir ? '' -- - he said after a minute of arc -- - `` evince me what would Mr Sir Rex Harrison like to see ? ``

-- - `` I do n't recognise, nipper. I am a priest. I should n't be even talking about such things. ``

-- - `` Please, Father. I will not separate anybody. '' -- - she said, knowing full well the man was n't planning for her to leave behind this basement ever again -- - `` Please. I would n't need to let down him. ``

-- - `` I still do n't know. You are probably not mature enough for such affair, and will just chicken out, the initiatory thing I say. ``

-- - `` I wo n't. '' -- - she said playing into his secret plan -- - `` I promise. I will do whatever you say. ``

-- - `` OK '' -- - he said -- - `` undo your shirt. '' -- - he ordered, half expecting her to balk.

Lilly dropped her head in shame, but pulled her shirt out of her skirt, and started to loosen the buttons from top to bottom.

-- - `` block. '' -- - said the man, when she was half way down.

Lilly looked up, with scared eyes.

-- - `` Did I do something wrong, Father ? '' -- - she asked.

-- - `` No. '' -- - he said -- - `` Now scupper your shoulders. ``

Lilly dropped her shirt on both slope, exposing her neck, shoulders and the top of her bra.

-- - `` You wear a bra ? '' -- - he asked, with a vile smile.

-- - `` Yes, sir. It 's a training bra. '' -- - she said.

-- - `` Why do you get into it. It does n't look like you need any support. '' -- - he said, enjoying her abasement. Lilly was very self-aware about her flyspeck breasts.

-- - `` I know, sir. '' -- - she said, hanging her head in ignominy -- - `` You, see, sir. My nipples ... ''

-- - `` Yes ? ``

-- - `` My mamilla sometimes get very hard. '' -- - she said making him stir in his keister -- - `` And that would be visible through the bloodless shirt. ``

-- - `` And when do they get hard, child ? '' -- - he asked.

-- - `` When ... '' -- - she said blushing -- - `` When Mr George Harrison touched me ... on ... on my bum, sir. ``

The man smiled.

-- - `` And you think Mr. Harrision would not love seeing your toilsome tit straining against your shirt ? ``

-- - `` He would, sir ? '' -- - she said -- - `` I 'm meritless, don. I did not thought about it this way. ``

-- - `` I think you disrespected him. ``

-- - `` Really ? '' -- - she said looking at him -- - `` You think so ? ``

-- - `` Yes. You were just thinking of yourself. '' -- - he said, rubbing it in.

-- - `` Oh, no. '' -- - she exclaimed -- - `` I 'm disconsolate, Father. I will do considerably side by side metre. I will hold back wearing this bra. ``

-- - `` No bra, and no step-in. '' -- - said the priest.

-- - `` Panties, sir ? '' -- - she asked innocently -- - `` But I sometimes ... I am sometimes wet ... down there. I do n't want my skirt dirty. ``

-- - `` That 's your problem girl. '' -- - the man said judgementally -- - `` If you ca n't take your psyche out of the gutter, and go along having unclean idea, you 'll cover to have to launder the soil off of your skirts. Stains of shame. ``

Lilly had to admire the man 's pure distilled sexism.

-- - `` Yes, sir. '' -- - she said hanging her head again.

-- - `` Well ? '' -- - the man asked -- - `` What are you waiting for ? ``

Lilly realized the man wants her to remove the garments then and there. She slipped the straps of her bra off of her shoulders, and pulled the cotton wool cloth down below her breasts, or clod really. They were covered only by her opened shirt now. She then slipped off her panties, under her wench, and stepped out of them. She then crouched down to pick them up. All her effort being a bit awkward, as she tried not to lift her custody too much, not to touch her shirt.

The man extended his paw expectantly. She dropped her wet panties in his palm tree as the man smiled.

-- - `` I see your head is full of impure thought. '' -- - he said looking at her shit panties, making her turn of events deep red red. -- - `` So, maybe you will tell me now, what else would a man want to see ? ``

Lilly thought for a second, how boldface to be. Her mind was n't really thinking about the mission now, but more about satisfying the man in strawman of her. She slipped her shirt all the way to her elbows, exposing her breasts.

-- - `` You think, that what a man wants from you ? '' -- - said the man, deepening her mortification -- - `` Is that all you have to offer ? ``

Lilly shivered. She used the limited freedom of her hands, to snaffle at the hem of her annulus, and lift it to bring out her kitty mound.

-- - `` Other young lady dress modestly, they have brains and acquirement, and you ? You have only this. Pair of tits, and a wet cunt. '' -- - he said in a debasing way -- - `` Is that right, child ? ``

-- - `` Yes, Father. '' -- - she said, more to herself then him.

-- - `` And you knew full well, when you came to see Mr President Harrison, that he will want to see that, did n't you ? '' -- - he asked.

-- - `` Yes, father. '' -- - she said, a bust going down her cheek.

-- - `` You knew that he did n't really care your art, '' -- - he said driving the finale nails of humiliation in -- - `` he just wanted your snatch and titmouse. ``

-- - `` Yes, beginner. '' -- - she said, nearly sobbing -- - `` Because that 's all I have of crack. ``

-- - `` Exactly. '' -- - he said -- - `` And you love to tease men with your extraordinary body. You want them to look at you, undress you, touch you. ``

-- - `` Yes, Father. '' -- - she said.

There was a long pause in which Lilly stood, with her annulus lifted, her breasts uncovered, shivering.

-- - `` You can dangle the wench '' -- - said the man.

Lilly dropped it, and lifted her shirt, leaving the bra still below her breasts.

-- - `` Leave it unbuttoned. '' -- - he said, when she started to button up the shirt.

-- - `` Yes, Father. '' -- - she said leaving the blank shirt parted -- - `` Father, can I use the bathroom ? ``

-- - `` Yes. '' -- - he said showing her the room access -- - `` There it is. ``

Lilly grabbed her backpack, but the priest stopped her.

-- - `` Leave it. '' -- - he said imposingly -- - `` You will not need it, will you ? ``

Lilly knew the man thought she could have a cell phone in her backpack, and did n't want her calling anybody, while in the toilet. Lilly already knew behind which door the toilette is, but she pretended not to remember he door he showed her and went directly for the room with the mattress. Before the man could respond, she opened the room and gasped in pretended astonishment.

As she stood at the entrance, taking in the sight, she felt him walk behind her.

-- - `` You should n't have done that. ''